Oh Soul, will you forever be like the stories of the Jews in the OT - forgetting and betraying and all that. When I look inside I don’t see the faintest trace of an Apostle. I see nothing but the OT played out again and again.
At the end of "Hello, Earth" the German words are: "Tiefer, tiefer, irgendwo in der Tiefe gibt es ein Licht" This means: "deeper, deeper, somewhere in the depth there is a light."
The marvels and menaces of the external world find their way into the corresponding point of sympathy within and I sleep again. A walk down the city sidewalk is hazardous without an inner defense.
I feel like an explorer who has found the path to the rumored Eden, but have run out of time and will not live to see it. I must push ahead with faith that a wind will keep me moving, and I leave only a trail of text.